Pictures of Isafjordur At Last!

We’ve all been frustrated with technology, and been resistant to asking for help. Me, too. Finally, I sought help from the ship’s internet help desk. Before I even asked, I found the sign on the door with the answer! Now I can add my pictures to the blog, taken with my phone. Part of my joy in doing this on the blog is to share with Bob, who is still in isolation after yet another positive antigen test. We haven’t seen one another in a week, and it will be at least two more days. So, hi, Bob! (though we do talk on the phone).

Pictures of Isafjordur show how cold, harsh and barren it appeared to me. Take a look at these (and remember Bob is the family photographer, so be gentle):

The Oceania Insignia seen from across the Isal Fjord, with the mountains in contrast behind.

The town of Isafjordur is equally barren, as I reported in the last post. Houses, corporate buildings, lumber supply all squished together. You will note the total absence of trees and bushes, adding to the sense of hardness.

The city of Isafjordur in Iceland

There are three churches in this tiny town of less than 3000. This is the “Farmer’s Church” built by a farmer, and exquisitely expensive with its wood floors, beams and pews. Notice our tour group admiring the cemetery; the gravestones were in Icelandic so it was hard to tell if the story that fisherman are never buried (because they die at sea) is true.

Farmer’s Church in Isalfjordur, Iceland

Inside the farmer’s church, we were treated to music, a 1208 traditional Icelandic hymn. Iceland is proudly Christian, though belief in trolls is popular and acceptable. If I can figure it out, I did record the Icelandic song and will share it. All in Icelandic of course. The singer also shared a traditional lullaby, which I didn’t record, as the musician explained that the backstory was of a mother saying farewell to her infant before tossing him into a waterfall.

It took months, but the audio file of the hymn is now available!
Musician inside the Farmer’s Church in Isalfjordur, Iceland

Speaking of waterfalls, they are numerous and beautiful, and provide the town’s drinking water. Here’s one.

Something-foss in Isalfjordur, Iceland (all waterfalls are foss)

The mountains and the ground have very little soil, so very little grows. The color comes from the lichen and moss. From the Farmer’s Church, a close-up of the lichen and moss on the gatepost:

Fungus and lichen at Farmer’s Church, Isalfjordur, Iceland

Today, we celebrated the first day of sunshine in a typical Arctic summer day of 52 degrees F. Here’s how I celebrated:

It’s summer! At last! in Akureyri, Iceland on our cabin’s balcony.

Tonight, we will cross the Arctic circle, and promptly set our clocks ahead another hour. We are now +5 hours from EDT. Tomorrow is a sea day, and maybe I’ll use it to share pictures from Akureyri which is a completely different microclimate…..

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Betty Warner

Married female, mother of two, grandmother of five. Living in a senior living community, where dinner, house maintenance, and continuing care are part of the contract. Residents in this community are actively engaged in our lifestyle here; I currently help produce Zoom programs, and help edit our webpage. Physically "healthy for your age" despite shortness of breath, two knee replacements, a cardiac murmur, various skin issues and an incipient back problem.

2 thoughts on “Pictures of Isafjordur At Last!”

  1. At least you guys have balconies. Thank you for the photos! I will affirm again that Bob has a negative test tomorrow.


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